in history’s angel we are ushered into an indian muslim household, a space that jostles...

sule sankavva who says sluts don’t have choices? we can’t choose our clients– and believe me...

“Before I die, please put me on the bare floor, Kalyani.” This, my mother said, was......

Will you come like a flameTo the Goddess’s name?Will you call her out loud?Will you come?......

Sule Sankavva Who says sluts don’t have choices? We can’t choose our clients–and believe me, I’ve......

When a god openshis eyes, blinks,yawns, agrees to participatein loveand perishability, bring out the sun. Kitten-boned......

I measured it: four hip-clicks from the bed to the stance of a deity. The moon behind the head......

I’ve been awake for three days. Work keeps getting piled on top of each other like......

Some tend to think that poetry has an obligation to strike a high octane...